The Truth

By Nayomi Menaria

The pain we feel when someone we love leaves us

The way our heart shatters and love turns into dust

Love…is it even real?

Broker hearts were once loved, they were filled with care and affection

But now it’s just a pumping organ tiered of loosing love countless times

And the world doesn’t even give a damm

The poor heart accepted that there is no such thing like love

And now matter how much it’ll scream

The world wouldn’t care..it never really did

We are, we were , and we will always be all alone in this warzone

By Nayomi Menaria